Anna stood there with wide eyes, witnessing everything that was happening so slowly. She should have done something the moment Hans had punched Elsa and now, he was going to conflict damage to Belle, who did nothing at all. The moment Hans threw his punch was the moment when Anna…
The moment Hans threw his punch was the moment when Anna's eyes had widened. Anna stood there, her feet planted to the ground as she watched with her mouth agape at the scene. Elsa fought back. Right when Hans had swung his fist, it never hit Belle. Instead, Hans was tackled and thrown against the lockers on the other side of the hall.
Elsa stood there, her fist clenched and her teeth gritted against each other. A small trail of blood came out from the corner of her lips, probably from the punch that Hans had given her previously.
Her breaths came out in short puffs and her eyes were a darker shade than her usual, a dark blue that would make even the Principal cower. She went over to a crouched Hans on the ground and kicked him in the stomach three hard times.
The moment she was going to throw her fourth kick at Hans, he grabbed her by the foot and bought her down, causing Elsa to land on the ground with a thud. Hans staggered up and bent over Elsa, punching her repeatedly in the face. Each punch he threw made small crack noise that was heard in the silent hallways. Anna watched Belle run up to them, trying to pry Hans' hands away from Elsa, begging him to stop. Belle was thrown against the locker, her head hitting first as she groaned at the impact and slid down the locker.
Elsa realized what just happened and used her last ounce of energy to knee Hans in the crotch as he groaned and fell backwards. Elsa gave one hard punch to Hans' right eye and watched him get up immediately. Elsa and him were now standing, their fists held up as they glared at each other.
Hans just smirked and chuckled before turning around, grabbing Anna by the wrist and walking away. Elsa let out a breath, a breath of relief and a breath of pain. She turned towards Belle and ran towards her, checking if she was okay.
Elsa let out a relief breath and finally let her tears fall from her eyes, looking at Belle with her lips in a downward curve. Her eyes glazed with something that Belle wasn't familiar nor usual with.
"I'm sorry…" Elsa cried out, her face was all bruised up and cut. There was dried blood on the top right of Elsa's forehead and a cut on her left cheek. Belle frowned, cupping Elsa's cheeks and wiping the tears away.
"Why are you sorry?" Elsa shook her head, looking down onto the ground.
"I'm not strong enough… I'm sorry I let him hurt you and I'm sorry I'm weak and couldn't protect you and…" Elsa was cut off by Belle slamming her lips against Elsa's, tasting the copper from the blood on the corner of Elsa's lips. Elsa never responded back though, but Belle knew why. Belle withdrew from her and grabbed Elsa's chin, tilting her face up so that they were looking into each other's eyes.
"You're not weak okay? That was amazing and you took all those hits for me Elsa… It just shows how much you care." Belle said and Elsa looked away, denying it. Belle shook her head and grabbed Elsa's hands.
"Let's go and clean up your cuts okay?" Elsa just silently nodded her head and Belle lead Elsa to the girl's bathroom in silence. Elsa knew she had to be stronger, that she had to change if she wanted to protect herself and Belle.
"You've got to be kidding me." Kristoff frowned, looking at the couple that was sitting on the bench. It was afterschool now and everyone was flooding out of the school as quick as they could. Kristoff and Olaf were supposed to attend basketball practice, but they stood in front of a bruised up Elsa and Belle sitting at the bench outside of the school, Elsa's arm protectively wrapped around Belle.
"I swear when I see Hans…" Olaf started and Belle shook her head.
"How about we don't do anything to him okay? I don't want more drama to be caused…" Belle started, earning a scoff from Kristoff and an eye roll from Olaf.
"Look how banged up Elsa is Belle! Don't you want the slightest revenge on Hans for hurting her?" Kristoff exclaimed and Belle sighed.
"Well yes… But I don't think by inflicting pain on Hans will solve all our problems. He's just going to come back with revenge and it'll just be like a tennis match, the ball going back and forth until someone gives up." Belle started and Olaf just chuckled at Belle's logic.
"But if the ball keeps going back and forth Belle and you're getting tired, would you give up and let the ball go on your side." Belle frowned.
"Well no cause then that will give the point to the opponent and…" Belle started, causing Kristoff to interrupt.
"Exactly! It will give them confidence and authority that they could boss us around and be more superior! We have to show them who the superior ones are in this school!"
"But this isn't a tennis match guys and-" Belle had started again.
"But you just related this situation with a tennis match." Olaf interrupted, causing an exasperated sigh to come out of Belle's mouth as she placed her face into Elsa's shoulders, muffling an 'I give up with them', and resulted in a laugh from Elsa.
"Guys… Why don't we just drop this okay? We'll deal with this later. You guys should go and get ready for basketball practice and you missy, should go and get ready for your first tennis practice." Elsa turned towards Belle.
Olaf and Kristoff nodded their heads, agreeing to Elsa and deciding that since they were captains, they had to be there early to show responsibility and leadership skills. So, the two of them jogged away to the outside courts, meeting some of their teammates that were already there.
Elsa sighed and watched Belle grab onto her when she was trying to stand up.
"You have to go to practice Belle." Elsa started and Belle sighed, letting go of Elsa as she got up and grabbed her school bag.
"But the tennis courts are all the way on the other side of the school campus!" Belle frowned and Elsa just laughed.
"I'll walk you there okay?" Belle nodded her head and Elsa went ahead first, leading the way. Belle caught up to Elsa and grabbed onto her right hand, interlocking their fingers together and earning a smile from Elsa.
She walked Belle up to her practice, giving her a kiss on the cheek before promising Belle that she would be back when her practice ended. Belle nodded her head and watched Elsa turn around and leave. She sighed and turned towards the tennis courts, entering the gates and feeling nervous butterflies of her own.
Elsa walked down the empty hallways of the school. She needed to get stronger, she needed to be able to protect both Belle and herself.
So, she was trying to think of ways where she would be able to get stronger physically. On her adventure, she bumped into someone and their papers flew all over the ground.
"Shit I'm so sorry!" Elsa said, immediately dropping to the floor to help pick up all the papers from the culprit that she bumped into. Once Elsa knew that all the papers were off the ground, she stood up and looked up to finally see who she bumped into and all Elsa wanted to do was run.
Anna stood there, staring into Elsa's eyes with a small smile on her face.
"Hey Elsa." Elsa shook her head, thrusting the papers into Anna's grasp before quickly walking past her. She needed to get out of there now before…
Anna grabbed Elsa by the wrist and stopped her from continuing to walk forward.
"Elsa… please." Elsa sighed and turned around to face Anna there, the papers safely in her folder and Elsa looked into those teal eyes that she once fell for. Those amazing teal eyes and that familiar lavender scent and…
Stop. Anna isn't yours and she will never be yours. You have Belle and Belle's amazing to you and you guys are in love.
"Yes Anna?" Elsa said in the gentlest voice ever. Why was she being kind to Anna? She practically watched Hans beat them up just today and didn't do anything about it. Shouldn't Elsa be angry?
"Can I ask you something… please?" Anna asked quietly, her eyes staring into Elsa's icy blue ones and Elsa felt like she could pass out there. What was she doing? She had Belle!
"Anything." Elsa whispered to Anna. Anna just had this effect on her, this effect that made Elsa forget about everything. It made Elsa feel alive and forget about the boundary and the separation that they had between the two.
"Why'd you leave?" her voice was so broken. It was so broken to the point that it made Elsa frown herself at that simple question all because of how she said it. She sounded heartbroken. She sounded as if she was vulnerable, as if she was dependent on someone. She sounded desperate, sounded needy and she sounded shattered. She was everything that the infamous Anna Arendelle was not. The girl standing in front of Elsa wasn't Anna the cheerleader. She wasn't Anna the sweetheart and she wasn't Anna, the daughter of Arendelle Records.
The girl standing in front of Elsa was the Anna she saw, the Anna she fell for before and the Anna that wasn't perfect. The Anna that only Elsa had seen. The Anna that showed Elsa that she wasn't perfect, that she didn't always meet up to everyone's expectations or rules. This was the Anna Elsa had fallen for. Elsa felt the need to run because if she didn't, then who was going to stop her from doing who knows what?
There was a wall, a sturdy strong wall. It was an invisible wall, but a wall that was there. It's what stood between Anna and Elsa, from them being able to ever have their happiness and their happy ever after together. That wall was what Anna felt was bigger and stronger than the Berlin Wall, than the Great Wall of China and any other damn wall in the universe.
Anna and Elsa both knew that this couldn't happen. The whole school knew that any kind of contact between the two different sides couldn't happen. This was worse than a simple Romeo and Juliet story. At least Romeo and Juliet were able to be together in the end somewhere. But now, they couldn't be. There were too many expectations; there was partition, a separation between the two. But, here they stood.
Elsa knew. She knew that she had to leave now. She had to leave if she didn't want anything to happen, if she didn't want to cheat on Belle and if she wanted to keep her sanity at least the bit intact. She needed to leave now.
But, Anna's grip on her was tight. Even if she was broken, she still had a tight grip on her. Elsa has run away from her problems way to much that Anna knew she couldn't let her go.
"I just had to Anna… I had to go." Elsa said softly at the girl in front of her. Rapunzel never saw this Anna, Hans never saw this Anna; her parents never even saw this side of Anna. To all of them, Anna was independent, she was strong and she was a sweetheart.
To Elsa, she was just a girl with all these expectations on her shoulders, being perfect and showing that she just had to be an ordinary teenage girl sometimes. She was beautiful and smart and athletic but she had her flaws. And these flaws just outlined and made her qualities shine brighter.
Anna's lips curved downwards, her eyes glossed with tears and her voice cracked. The grip on Elsa's wrist was starting to shake and tremble, but the two of them still kept their eye contact.
"But you had to go for almost half a year?" And Elsa's heart broke when she saw her fight back her tears from falling. She couldn't take it anymore. If Elsa didn't leave now, she would take her in her arms, wipe those tears that would fall and kiss her repeatedly, whether if it would be on the forehead or on her lips, telling her that it will always be her and only her. But, it couldn't. Their stupid little feud, their stupid little sides and their stupid little boundary stopped them. Too much was on the line for both of them if they were to ever be together, then the worse possible things could happen.
Elsa sighed and looked into Anna's eyes like it was the last time she would ever be up close to those beautiful eyes. She looked at Anna as if it would be the last time she would able to see Anna up this close, be able to look at this side of Anna the last time.
Everything was stopping them; everything was in their way and no matter what, it would be impossible to cross the line.
It was forbidden, they were forbidden and there was nothing that could be done.
"I'm sorry." Elsa said simply, seeing Anna finally let tears softly roll down her face. Elsa fought it back, fought back the urge to wipe those tears. Fight back the urge to kiss her senselessly and tell her that she was the only one and that they would be able to fight through it because in the end… it wasn't possible. Both of them were too deep into this battle now and they couldn't reverse time. They couldn't do anything. And so, Elsa gave Anna a broken smile and felt her own eyes tear up.
Elsa blamed herself for this. If she had kept trying, didn't lose hope on Anna and actually tried to get to know the girl and stood up to her, maybe there would be no boundary. Maybe there would be no two different sides and everyone would be one whole big happy and free family. There were too many restrictions and it wasn't just affecting Anna and Elsa, but it affected everyone else too. Those football and basketball players that were friends with each other now had to split apart thanks to them. Those people who had friends on both sides had to choose one side, one side and once they chosen, they could never see their other friend ever again.
Anna on the other hand, blamed herself on this. It was her fault, absolutely her fault. She just had to be friends with Hans and she just had to prove to him and meet his expectations that he wasn't always a good girl. She had to please everyone, her friends and her family and her coaches and teachers. But, with Elsa around, she felt like she never needed to meet them. She felt free, she felt alive, and she didn't feel like she needed to impress Elsa. Anna blamed herself. If only she never had listened to Hans. If only she had stuck up for Elsa.
If Anna could undo one thing in her past, she would undo was the first day that Elsa came. The thing that Anna would give up anything for is Elsa. Elsa was different from everyone else. She never expected anything from Anna. She accepted every single person for who they were and if they went on the other side, she wouldn't give them dirty looks or say snide comments to them. She would just leave them be and say that they choose whatever they wanted to. It's their life.
Anna could get anything she wanted. She could get a car, a puppy, any boy she wanted. She could get into any college she wanted to get into and she could probably just not go to school/work for the rest of her life and still live in bliss. Anna was perfect to everyone's eyes. But, Elsa was the only exception. The only exception that Anna wanted, that Anna craved for.
Anna saw it, saw that broken smile of reassurance from Elsa. Anna saw Elsa's eyes gloss with her own tears as well, fighting it back and preventing them from falling. She gave Anna that broken smile that Anna just wanted to go and tell her to screw everything. Screw everyone's opinion and screw the damn battle and feud between them all. She wanted to kiss that broken smile away and instead, replace it with a board and happy one. Elsa continued, fighting back her tears but her voice never cracked. Instead, it was soft and trembled a bit.
"You have Hans and I have Belle. It's for the best Anna. I'm sorry." And that's when everything in Anna's mind tumbled and crashed. Fresh new tears ran down Anna's face as they made eye contact with each other this close one last time before Elsa broke free through her weak grip and ran down the hall. Anna stumbled against the lockers, her back hitting the cold steel metal. She placed her right hand that was holding onto Elsa's wrist onto her mouth, tears blurring her vision as she slowly slid down the locker till she landed with a thud to the ground. Anna leaned against the lockers, placing a hand over her mouth to try and muffle her sobs. A small puddle formed right between her legs from the tears that were falling so dangerously fast. Anna listened to her footsteps fade until finally, it was silent.
The hallways were silent. Neither student nor teacher had come out, all probably already gone when the bell had rung. The only sounds heard were Anna's soft muffled sobs and the very silent and barely audible splashes of Anna's tears dropping against the small puddle she had already created.